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Alibi Mas
05:27
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That's how you lick the depression, Larry
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The Weeping Somnambulist
00:46
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Growing older and growing slow
The Plan gets botches, so it's whatever it does
I'll recess in domestic spree, where cold sleep fears a molten sky
I'll submit inferior design, with sabotage, in fear of demise
Two-faced Davies in the dead of the night; maybe one's a demon in the disguise
This room isn't big enough for the two of us..
Goodbye
Collect your penance...what do I say now?
Go to bed to fester in your wake at night time
You're plundered all pragmatic, but you don't know anything
You're sifting through the damage to find out only was there blood on your hands
Go to bed to fester in your wake at night time
You're plundered all pragmatic, but you don't know anything
You're sifting through the damage to find out only was there blood on your hands
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Forest Green
02:57
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House Plants
02:08
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House Plants
They're resilient and don't need a lot of sun
Purify the air for me
Take to give away everything that I'd need, requested back again, and again, and again, and again
Stretching thin to take the first steps into modern light, seldom as it does, seldom as it was not
When I grow older, I will become more like you
When the sleep takes hold, I wish to feel the silent night take warden as I lay there still, until unrequited passion turns my leaves black into the dirt in which I stand
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Perfect Perspective
04:37
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